What makes the scriptures wonderful

for a child as young as me?

I cannot read the many words

That dance from A to Z.

Sometimes I open up the books

To see what’s to be found,

And my big sister laughs at me—

I have it upside down!

But Mommy reads the story of

The lions in their den

That wouldn’t eat old Daniel up

’Cause he was Jesus’ friend.

And Jody shows me how to push

The buttons for the tape

As we look at the pictures of

How Moroni ripped his cape.

Then Jamee plays the tune for me

So I can sing a song

Like “Book of Mormon Stories,”

’Bout when Alma turned from wrong.

Then Dad, during home evening,

Takes me upon his knee

And reads out of the scriptures that

Christ said, “Come, Follow Me!”*

Illustrated by Dick Brown